The evil female is delicate and weak, and the four beastly husbands take turns feeding her.

Chapter 42 Continue the Experiment
Dr. Lin, whose heart had melted a little, turned back into his original serious, cold-eyed experiment fanatic.

"Hmph, continue the experiment."

Ye Xian felt that Lin Zhijing was suddenly unhappy, so he immediately sat down on the bench, put his hands on his knees politely, and waited for Lin Zhijing's next move.

Lin Zhijing took a wooden hammer from the medicine cabinet and stared at Ye Xian with a heavy and sticky gaze.

Under Ye Xian's uneasy gaze, he slowly half-knelt in front of Ye Xian at an extremely slow speed. The hard fabric of the lab coat rubbed against Ye Xian's pure cotton trousers, making a rustling sound.

His squatting body was almost touching Ye Xian's legs, which were pressed together. He pushed up the trouser legs that were rolled up to his calves, revealing his calves with perfect female curves.

He raised the wooden hammer and gently hit Ye Xian's calf.

"Do you feel it?"

The moment the wooden hammer landed on her calf, Ye Xian felt a tingling sensation. She almost couldn't help laughing out loud and wanted to lift the leg that was hit and kick Lin Zhijing away.

But she didn't dare to laugh, let alone do anything to Lin Zhijing, for she was afraid of exposing her immunity to the drug.

Ye Xi pretended to be bewildered and shook his head: "I don't feel anything, Doctor Lin, your painkiller is quite effective."

Lin Zhijing raised the corners of his mouth and smiled a little strangely. Although his painkiller took effect faster than ordinary anesthetics, it was not so fast that the person would lose consciousness as soon as it was injected.

Then Ye Xian is definitely pretending now.

Lin Zhijing smiled evilly. He wanted to see how long Ye Xian could pretend.

He thought so in his heart, but still looked serious.

"Maybe this test method isn't working well. Let's try a different method. Take off your shoes and lie down on the bed."

Ye Xian was stunned. Why did he have to take off his shoes?
Thinking of this, she also asked: "Why take off your shoes?"

Lin Zhijing raised his head, his eyes flashing with conspiracy, and his tone was a little playful.

"Take off your shoes so I can test if you have any feeling in your feet."

"Huh?" Ye Xian tilted his head, frowning slightly. "Why do you have to use your feet? Wouldn't it be the same if you just pinched your arms or legs?"

Lin Zhijing explained seriously: "The nerve endings on the soles of your feet are the most sensitive. If you can't feel anything there, then that means you really can't feel anything."

He paused, and looked at Ye Xian with eyes that seemed to see through everything: "Also, the feet are the place that is most likely to reveal one's true feelings. If someone wants to pretend, then their true colors will definitely be exposed."

Ye Xian felt guilty when he looked at her. Could it be that Lin Zhijing had already seen through her fake behavior?

No, no, there was no expression on my face just now, how could he have noticed? He must be tricking me.

Thinking of this, Ye Xian stiffened his neck and said stubbornly, "Is that so? Then I really need to give it a try."

As he spoke, Ye Xian was about to bend down to take off his shoes.

Just before she was about to move, Lin Zhijing suddenly spoke: "Do you still have the energy to take off your shoes by yourself?"

With just one sentence, Ye Xian's hair was about to explode, and the villain expression in his heart instantly collapsed.

Yes, she is unconscious now, how could she take off her shoes by herself?

Also, can an unconscious person speak?

But when she spoke just now, Lin Zhijing didn't say anything, so he should be able to say something, right?

She murmured unconfidently, "Haha, I was wondering why I couldn't move. Then I can't take off my shoes."

Lin Zhijing smiled, and his eye bags showed: "It's okay, I'll help you take it off." His eyes fell on her white ankles, with a sly smile on the corner of his mouth.

He gently grasped it, held the heel of the shoe, and kicked down to take off the worn-out shoe.

A strong smell of foot odor hit him in the face, and Lin Zhijing felt like his eyes were going blind.

Ye Xian naturally smelled it as well and felt a little embarrassed.

The original owner didn't even take a bath, let alone wash her feet. When she smelled it for the first time, she almost vomited.

But she didn't have any extra money to buy new shoes, so she could only wear them while enduring the nausea in her heart.

"Doctor Lin, are you okay? If that doesn't work, why don't we try another position? At most, you can just push harder."

Lin Zhijing gritted his teeth, said nothing, just silently put down Ye Xian's foot and walked out.

When he came back, he had a basin of steaming water and a bar of green soap in his hands.

Lin Zhijing brought the basin of water to Ye Xian's feet, held the soles of Ye Xian's feet and soaked both feet in the water.

The water temperature was just right, and Ye Xian's eyes narrowed in comfort. She hadn't soaked her feet in warm water for a long time.

Lin Zhijing's palms were warm, and he rubbed every part of Ye Xian's feet gently and carefully, even the spaces between the toes.

Ye Xian lowered his head and looked at his profile. The sunlight outside the window cast a shadow under his eyelashes. His slightly red lips were slightly pursed, making him look particularly gentle.

This made her think of a public service advertisement: Mom washes feet
What should I do when I feel so touched that tears are about to flow.

Lin Zhijing finished washing his feet and was about to apply soap again, but when he looked up, he saw Ye Xian's extremely moved expression. He immediately pretended not to see it, lowered his head, and the corners of his mouth twitched wildly.

Dr. Lin was deeply moved at this moment: "Although females don't need to pay much attention to their image, your body is your own."

"Foot odor is usually related to excessive sweating and bacterial growth on the feet. It may also be accompanied by foot skin problems. Once the test is finished, I will give you a thorough examination."

Ye Xian was a little embarrassed. Actually, she just hadn't washed her feet for a long time.

"You're done washing now."

"finished Wash."

As soon as Lin Zhijing finished speaking, he picked up Ye Xian from the bench and gently placed him on the hospital bed next to Bo Jing. Fortunately, Ye Xian had a strong will and did not scream out in fright.

Lin Zhijing leaned down, supporting himself with his hands on both sides of Ye Xian's shoulders. Ye Xian's appearance at the moment was reflected in his ascetic glasses. His gaze fell on Ye Xian's lips, and his smile was a little cruel.

"I'm going to start the experiment. You'd better feel it carefully to see if you have any feeling or not."

Seeing Lin Zhijing's abnormal look, Ye Xian couldn't help swallowing her saliva. She grabbed the white bed sheet under her body with some fear, and secretly warned herself that even if her feet were chopped off, she would say that she had no feeling!

Lin Zhijing stood up, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

He clenched his fist in the air, and a teaching stick appeared in his hand. The stick became sharper as it went up, until it was as thin as a needle.

The soft tip of the teaching stick slid across Ye Xian's snow-white soles, instantly arousing a tingling sensation that made her scalp tingle.

The palms under his body were clenched tightly, and the neat bed sheets were wrinkled into grooves.

In order not to laugh out loud, Ye Xian bit the tip of her tongue, and the pain made her eyes red.

(End of this chapter)